21. Chapter 21

"Then I will go back to work; you take another look." Earlier, with the kerosene present, the flames had been leaping incessantly, but now, lacking that fuel, the fire gradually dimmed.

Ye Wudao held the teacup. The slightly scalding heat transferred from the cup into his palm, turning his skin a faint red. Slowly blowing away the tea leaves, Ye Wudao took a sip, drinking in the wind and snow.

This was the advantage of reincarnation. Not only had Cao Shuo, with the help of Zheng Xuan and others, replicated and improved upon the Western ballista, but he had also manufactured the longbow that appeared in England in the thirteenth century, selecting elite archers and training them into a standard corps of longbowmen.

However, the God of Slaughter had been missing for many years. Rumor had it that when the God of Realm invaded the Fifth Realm, he had been destroyed by the deity.

Upon his command, one thousand crossbowmen immediately pulled their triggers. These were triple-shot heavy crossbows, and three thousand bolts instantly knocked Gongsun Kang’s thousand men clean off their horses.

Xiang Ru organized the men, instructing team leaders like Yao Hongyi and Jiang Shiya to construct temporary shelters on the island. He then dived into one of the existing houses, where the dozen men afflicted by demonic energy had been settled.

"Burn the boats and break the cauldrons. Wudao, I will not let the Mythology Group sink. I will forge it into a commercial aircraft carrier!" Xiao Lingyin whispered this in her heart, for her sake and for his. This was not a promise; it was an obsession.

"Ascending to godhood and becoming an immortal—heh, I, too, wonder why no one from my Qingxuan Sect has ever been able to ascend. I would like to try it myself," Gu Qing sighed to himself.

Zhu Yan'er’s surrounding blood aura turned eerie. The Vermilion Bird-shaped spiritual pattern, having been reborn in the sea of fire, dove back into the flames once more.

A profound yellow radiance, carrying a heavy and ancient aura, enveloped the two. A sound of piercing through the air erupted instantly. Before Qian and Ye could react, Qingyang and Ziyan had already vanished from sight.

The middle-aged man kept his head bowed, his eyes full of struggle. As time passed, he seemed to reach a decision. He abruptly looked up, walked to the main gate, and pushed it open. Each step he took was heavy, and his eyes were filled with the pain of great loss.

"Uncle Zhao, what is the matter?" Hearing the voices outside, Lin Dabao curiously lifted the curtain and saw a sturdy man standing imposingly in front of the carriage.

As they were speaking, a flurry of rapid footsteps sounded from outside, followed by voices speaking urgently to the nannies and maids waiting in the outer room.

"Then, when you heard we had fallen into that lake, why were you so agitated?" Kasius asked, puzzled.

Bi Yao—she had once scoffed at that girl's stupidity, yet she never expected that the truly foolish one was herself. It was her own stubborn pride that had kept her from seeing reality, leading her step by step to this current predicament.

"Xue'er! How many test papers have you done now!" Guo Nianfei looked at the stack of papers Ling Xue'er had completed, yet the girl showed no sign of stopping.

Yuan Shao said, "Reporting to the General, I believe that the hierarchy of status is the ritual of the Heavenly Dao! It cannot be lightly discarded simply because of the General’s grace. Only if future generations uphold these rites can they avoid questioning the people of today!" Cao Cao smiled disdainfully and remained silent.

Long Tai had never imagined the General would be such a man, nor did he expect to be entrusted with such responsibility in his twilight years.

"Alright, I'll be out immediately!" Su Chen quickly replied, tidying the pale cyan Taoist robe and ink-colored hair clasp, the uniform issued to all outer-sect disciples, until he looked perfectly neat.

Before the operation, he had been worried and specifically asked his brother. His brother said he had a plan, so he assumed everything had been arranged.

Huang Yingying was both shy and happy, and she felt her strength surge. She joyfully opened her mouth to swallow the pill fed to her by Yi Shaotian, only to find his lips suddenly pressed against hers.

"It’s fine. I only received notice this afternoon that the opening ceremony is tomorrow; the notification was indeed a bit late," Shen Hao said with a light chuckle.

Only Long Zaiye let his amorous gaze linger on Zang Zijin for a moment before he sighed.

Seeing Long Zaiye fall to the ground, Zhang San swung his axe toward him. A roar erupted from the spectator stands; it seemed Long Zaiye was about to be cut in two.

Yi Shaotian’s powerful spiritual energy and internal force merged within him, driving his exotic ice attribute. A layer of ice sculpted itself over his flesh, cold air overflowing. The ice dragon was in its element, roaring with joy, merging bit by bit until the entire spear and its radiance vanished completely.

He furrowed his brows, considering a possibility: could his soul power be far beyond the ordinary, allowing him to perceive the very essence of this fruit?

The General returned a standard military salute, and Li Zhongqiu hurriedly ran to the General to escort him to the reception room.

Chu Ci was not worried in the slightest; instead, she moved closer, though she still could not hear their voices.

Indeed, for him, a guest appearance in an MV did not even require notifying his agency. All it cost was the time spent on set.

"I just don't know who was so blind as to provoke Murong Yuan into a killing spree. He has hidden his blade for three years; now that it is unsheathed, it will surely shock the world." Some onlookers were gloating, watching the spectacle with a desire for drama.

They rarely connected and spent little time together. He did not ask her out on weekends, did not walk home with her after school, and did not call her at night.

Before Gu Chaoping could answer, the relevant comments flooded the screen, instantly destroying the previous atmosphere of study.

The moment he saw Li Yu, he felt neither disgust nor surprise, but rather an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

I suspect that we are the only survivors left in the entire D University, but the school's surveillance cameras are still running. My intuition tells me that someone is watching this feast of slaughter.

As the words fell, a gust of wind and dust swept over. The southeastern wall collapsed, and a mass of zombies rushed into the settlement, treading on the bodies of their own kind to bridge the gap. Some who did not believe the zombies would come, or who did not want to evacuate, hid in their homes, only to have their doors smashed open by the rushing zombies and be devoured completely.

However, since the truth was out, Jiang Chuan could no longer play dumb. He shifted his form, reverting to the appearance of Hai Yishan.

All the flying fish here would search for mates every hundred years when the cloud energy was at its densest. Finally, the females would fly to the highest point of the space to lay their eggs, leaving them to fend for themselves.

"Nonsense, if I had left, would you still be able to see me here?" Zhang Man’s anger dissipated significantly when he saw Liu Feng fawning over him.